The Almighty Dragon General

As soon as he said that, Mattaniah Cerghal sent another blast of gray energy in the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell's direction.

Simultaneously, the middle-aged man raised his hand and blasted his golden energy.

His attack deflected the gray energy instantly.

"What are you doing, Yegor?" Mattaniah shouted furiously.

"I think you shouldn't make enemies out of these young men." Yegor smiled faintly.

"Otherwise, you might come to regret your actions later." Mattaniah laughed scornfully.

"It seems you know these people quite well.

You are here to help them.

Am I right?" "They don't need my help." Yegor's smile broadened.

"If you insist on fighting them, people will question the appropriateness of your actions today.

Moreover, you'll probably succeed in wounding them.

will also end up

that happens, the lustus Sect

let slip such a great opportunity to bring

saying these people are capable of doing me harm?”

I probably wouldn't be able to

was a sensible man who rarely interfered

could not help but wonder why Yegor went out of the way

had transformed the Yuraeceon Genesis Bell into an armor that was fitted snugly around

should seize

Lyla and Rebella had

battle with that man." The ladies had a dawning realization upon

able to fully unleash his skills and powers during the battle since they

and

to see the elderly cultivator's

ordinary-looking, skinny old man, yet he emanated an overwhelming amount

was staring at Mattaniah, the latter was observing

two of them began

them, Yegor was watching the interaction between those